When you have nothing left to lose, it's easy to dive deep into those deep, dark hidden places and write your truth. I'm there.

Never judge a person until you've walked a mile in their busted up shoes and haven't had any money for medication for two weeks.

I don't need to write a memoir of my life. All you need to do is read one of my books. I'm there.

All writers are different, each have their own artist way they go about telling a story. The only thing they have in common, is they write.

I would say about 80% of my writing (including posts and blogs), has to do with unresolved anger and that's just fine with me

It's simply impossible for me to filter my thoughts and feelings. I tell it from my point of view. I'm an open book.

It's okay to be crazy as long as you keep writing and are happy.

Every artist needs canvass, mine just happens to be Microsoft Word and a Thesaurus.

Can I possibly be a good writer if I'm not healed form the story I'm telling? Will I be able to go deep enough if people find out the truth?

I'm really just playing when I write. I feel like I'm a kid again. I want my characters to do and say things like when I played with dolls!

I had a very funny and depressing talk with my seventy-four-year-old mother. I decided, she doesn't have a bucket list - she has a kick-the-bucket list.

Try not to leave your work for someone else to do. If possible, carry the work of someone and add it to yours. That's a trait of leaders!

That day I behaved like a good artist, one whose job is to build rather than break.

Of course married life is merely a habit, a bad habit. But then one regrets the loss even of one's worse habits.

Our youth has gone to the ends of the earth to die in the silence of the truth

Even the worst Bond movies, there's something to love about them.

Knowing demands the organ fitted to the object.

I don't have goals in life.

I think a lot, so I don't spend a lot of time actually writing - I do that part very quickly. That helps, for me. To keep track of the characters.

Nature seems to delight in disappointing the assiduities of art, with which it would rear legitimate dulness to maturity; and to glory in the vigour and luxuriance of her chance productions.

Our volitional habits depend, then, first, on what the stock of ideas is which we have; and, second, on the habitual coupling of the several ideas with action or inaction respectively.